They on that lie shit, that get-by shit

That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

That lie shit, that get-by shit

That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

We on that fly shit, that do-or-die shit

That yours-is-mine shit, so step aside, bitch

That fly shit, that do-or-die shit

Yours-is-mine shit, step aside, bitch

I keep it supernatural, classically immaculate

Practically an alien species the way I’m crafting it

Plenty of planets at my fingertips so reaching for the stars is effortless

I never miss a target while you’re far from mastering the basics

Call me master and in case it’s difficult to swallow

Here’s a glass of water, floor the throttle

I accelerate the rate at which I demonstrate

That’s why the people congregate, they found a son to follow

Sanity’s fragile like race relations in Cambridge

So lock up the gates ‘cause you ingrates have shamed us

There’s no debate, they make the truth as hollow as they can

That way it’s easier to crush your dreams into grains of sand

Deceptive honesty, fabrication hypocrisy

The foundation of our nation’s astronomy

Can’t you see the signs this Capricorn pens

Cancer with the sting of a Scorpion

Dimension jumping while the beat is bumping, listen

Running is highly suggested due to inferior weapons

Lesson-learning keeps the fire-burning

I’m earning interest with every mic check cash

Your flight crash, kamikaze

So you blew up, I’ll give you that

But cat, if I really go in, just try to stop me

They on that lie shit, that get-by shit

That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

That lie shit, that get-by shit

That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

We on that fly shit, that do-or-die shit

That yours-is-mine shit, so step aside, bitch

That fly shit, that do-or-die shit

Yours-is-mine shit, step aside, bitch

We got what you missing by the disc and take it home

Slave to the rhythm, find a system, play it on

Feelin’ it, killin’ it until the break of dawn

Play it strong then admit that it’s your favorite song

You feelin’ them, shit, I wonder what you base it on

Whether braided long, I go until they faded gone

I mean they fat is long, I bat 'em on some say-it-wrong

Uh oh but no regret, think I’ma let it stay in song

This is what you dissin’ on a mission, hatin’ on

To state your intentions, get explicit, make it known

Making a song is like the dame you wanna make your own

But never can because I always seem to take her home

Never obey the norm, they was born to break the mold

That’s why they fired anger so entertaining, clone

Not a thang to show, gray and old, fronting

Make it rain, I’ma brainstorm until it’s raining, gone

They on that lie shit, that get-by shit

That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

That lie shit, that get-by shit

That suicide shit, that fly-by-night shit

We on that fly shit, that do-or-die shit

That yours-is-mine shit, so step aside, bitch

That fly shit, that do-or-die shit

Yours-is-mine shit, step aside, bitch